Lacey’s weight on his back and the way her arms wrapped around his neck in a vicelike grip made scaling the apartment wall almost impossible, but the fear of TJ getting his hands on her again were enough to spur…

Lacey had never been so terrified in all her life.   She had escaped TJ and her own personal hell, she had started building a life for herself, focusing on her dancing again, and making friends, getting job, and now…

It began to storm. Connor thought the howling wind, pouring rain, rolling thunder and flashes of lightening were appropriate for the story Lacey was about to tell him. She held his hand and clung to it, so instead of sitting…

Someone grabbed her, spun her around and shoved her up against the wall making every bone in her body jar painfully.   Lacey wasn’t going down without a fight. She kicked, she scratched, she snapped her teeth at anything that…

Connor stared at the photo of Lacey he held in his hands. It was only her drivers license photo, and her unsmiling face stared back at him, but he still thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever…